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lizard boii - need a belt! lyrics

[hook: lizard boii]
got an ak with a belt
whatchu felt
got a burner, make you melt
you ain’t well, take an l
cast you out just like a spell
your body drops with the sh+lls
took my glock to show+and+tell
pull your pants up cause they fell\
you need a belt
you need a belt

[verse 1: lizard boii]
run with the glock
like iraq
just take two shots
now you dropped
don’t need the cops to pop off
so i just rock with the mob
and she want d+ck, like a dog
run with the sticks, give them fog
they call me spic, i ain’t off it
put their daddy in a coffin
you is a copy cat like felix
gotta run with the gat, i spill it
don’t give a f+ck ’bout what you feeling
she grip my d+ck and i grip the wheel and
she gon’ suck without the peel and
if you’re off it you get k!lled
my blood is red i leave it spilled
i eat the opps for every meal
i’m gon’ take a bow like corduroy
she gon’ shake me up like a soda boy
i’mma crank and yule her like soulja boy
i’mma have to shoot you like polaroid
i’m very sorry but i told ya boy
that when miind on it, he a soldier, boy
you is thin as paper, i’mma fold ya boy
made your d+mn career then i sold it boy

[verse 2: mastamiind]
you need a belt, b+tch boy
team rocket how i’m blasting off, i deploy
i remember i was bored and i had to k!ll
a n+gga in a battle and i bodied him, it’s true story
you look like a mouse, like mickey
glock is with me, and some minnie’s
trust me b+tch, i’m getting litty
steal your b+tch with no sense
she’s a pretty penny, and i got
your b+tch with me, she like “gimme gimme”
yeah, i keep with the strap like a dyk+, you feel me?
stay going up like you can never miss me
glue on the k, these bullets leave him sticky
short gun like morty, feeling like i’m ricky
she wanna suck like a sippy, get high like a hippie
this sh+t getting trippy, she suck like a baby
on titties, to try to f+ck with me
fat bullets on the choppa, looking like gibby
left the boy, it’s like “rest in peace”
that’s what he gets for testing me
i k!ll this sh+t like it’s yes indeed
i got that motherf+cking recipe
you need a belt when i pull up he yelp
gta, i got the stars on me
i got that green like the sh+t was kelp
i’m bout to make you a mockery (wh0re!)

- lizard boii lyrics

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